Son Of Poseidon Novels & Stories

I sighed, rubbing a hand over my face. He cocked his head, looking at me strangely. “What?” I asked. “Why did you say it like that? You put Poseidon above Zeus. No one does that. Zeus is the King of the Gods. He is placed above all.” he explained. “I exist because of Poseidon. He is the one that gifted the bull who would sire me to Minos. He is the one that cursed my mother with lust for the bull after Minos angered him. So it is the God of the Sea who set into motion my creation.” I explained.

The power rolling off him is potent, and I fight the urge to bow to him. “You know who I am, boy?” he asks, and I gulp and shake my head. “No, sir, I don’t,” he chuckles, and Gaia watches us. “You have his and her eyes. No matter, you have come here for something, so let me introduce myself to you,” he says and I think, my eyes they are similar to Asteria’s and Poseidon’s. “My name is Kronos. I am the father of Poseidon, Hades, and Zeus.”

The lean man roared sinisterly. "Are you Kong Cheng?" Zhou Tian asked. "It's me!" Kong Cheng replied. He was indeed Kong Cheng, Kong Feiliang's son. He might also be the strongest person in the entire Huaxia's evil arts. "Dad, come in and save me..." Kong Feiliang cried. Seeing that Kong Feiliang's arm was covered with blood, Kong Cheng's face was full of anger. "Who are you? Why are you looking for me?"

Then, they only responded with a quick nod. Ares shoulder pack Cia and the boy immediately disappeared in the blink of an eye. Meanwhile, Cia ordered them all to retreat, leaving only a few people who were descendants of the three main gods. "Kaia," said Cia. The woman with the green mane smiled. He is Poseidon's son by a nymph. "How's the Sicily River?" "Very safe, Goddess." Cia nodded and said, "Can the humans be in your area?" Kaia flinched slightly, but then she nodded. The area of the river was very wide, it wasn't difficult for him to share it with humans.

I wonder. "She stumbled upon this place earlier on today. She was enraged and not in control of her powers. it took us time to calm her down. She just woke up just as you made your arrival known dad. I presume you letting it slip that we are father and daughter in front of this merman, I can also trust him." "Oh yes, yes my child. This here is the god of the seas Poseidon. That is why I could settle you guys in this island and you never got attacked."

She'd pinned my hair up too, which left my entire back exposed almost to my lower waist. "Eyah is going to hear from me." His nose wrinkled. "And you are getting punished for showing this much skin." "It's n-not my fault," I argued. "Uh huh." He nodded slowly, one eyebrow raised. "And yet you're still wearing it. I don't like Poseidon talking to you." My mouth fell open. “You want him to be my son’s dad? You can’t pick any man to be the father of my child. I am his father. Only me.”

muttered Claire. "I hope so. Perseus is the son of Zeus, the god of thunder. Supposedly, he inherited it," said Leon. He then spread his hand and blast! Huge lightning shot out of his hands, grabbing all the snakes in the dark passage. The snakes writhed, their hiss sounding like hiss of pain. After a while, the snakes dropped their heads on the ground. "I hope they were dead?" asked Claire. "I do not think so. It can't be that easy," said Leon.

It might be my mage powers growing but I will ask my dad about it. I hadn't heard much about his dad as I did his mom. I was curious. "Where is your Dad?" "Not far from here. He was the Dragon Lord before he became the King of the Amyssian Empire. Red Dragons are stronger than normal Dragons so they are always trained as Dragon Lords." "So you are the Son of a Dragon Lord?"

My understanding is that membership in each costs money and it was cheaper for my father to change to simply sending warriors out then to continue waiting for warriors to come in. I am the youngest son of Alpha Charles Redmen, the alpha and sole leader of the Red Fang pack. I am the youngest of his six kids. I was born prematurely and, unlike my twin Chloe, struggled to breathe on my own. I guess that’s where everything started. My father wanted nothing to do with a weakling like me. So I became the son he didn’t want, the son he felt was undeserving of my very life.

my brows furrowed. Katrina eyed me. "Sonia? Why does it sound like you are dying to hear the rest of my story? And don't give me the rest of that boring speech of yours. So, over to my story. I stalked your neighbor and got to know that he's a gym instructor over at the gym in the alley. His name is Poseidon." "His name is Poseidon?" I inquired. "Yeah, that was what I said." His name fitted him perfectly. He was the exact image of the Greek god, given the right contours and molded to the god's explicit image.